Chapter 757 Injury and Separation

Chapter 777 Injury and Farewell (Part I) [First Update, Ask for Monthly Pass]

Generally, the eagle falcon's eyesight is very good. At an altitude of thousands of meters, it can distinguish rabbit-sized prey on the ground, and such a large golden eagle has eyes like fire eyes. It is estimated that the movement of mice can't escape their sight.

Jiacuo knows the eagle very well. He knows that these two eagles in the sky must have come to find his young eagle. If the young eagle in Zhuang Rui's arms is found by them, he will definitely fight with his group of people.

"Xiao Peng, get ready with the gun. If you really fall down, hurt them..."

After hearing Jiacuo's explanation, Sonan also picked up a military five-six submachine gun. Like this kind of large eagle, even cattle and sheep can be caught, and he and others must suffer from it with bare hands.

Although this thing is a state-protected animal, it is not said in the animal protection regulations that people can't defend themselves when they are attacked. Is it possible to be caught by them to travel?

"choo-choo...choo-choo..."

Just as Jiacuo and others were busy like rabbits chased by eagles. When they were thinking about countermeasures, Zhuang Rui's chest with a smile next to them, the little eagle heard the chirping of his parents and suddenly tossed up in the backpack and squeezed the small white velvet head out of the zipper of the backpack.

Zhuang Rui looked at the little guy's anxious look, so he simply pulled off his backpack, took out the little thing, and held it in the palm of his hand.

"Xiaozhuang, you...what are you doing..."

Jiacuo is really anxious this time. He comes from a hunter's family. As a last resort, he doesn't want to hurt the two big eagles, but now he seems to be overwhelmed, because the eagle, who has been hovering in the sky, has swooped down in the direction of himself and others.

"Brother Suo, Peng Fei, are not allowed to shoot. This is my friend..."

Zhuang Rui pressed the barrel raised by Sonan, turned his face to Jiacuo and said, "Brother Jiacuo, didn't I tell you before that this little guy was given to me by his parents. Why don't you believe it?"

"You... are you telling the truth?" Jiacuo's face was already dull. At noon, he listened to Zhuang Rui's words as a story, and he didn't believe a word at all.

"Hey, Brother Gyatso, I'm free to joke with you?"

Zhuang Rui curled his lips and raised his hands high. The little guy in the palm of his hand shouted vigorously, and the two fluffy wings fluttered. Of course, it still couldn't fly.

Zhuang Rui believes that the two golden eagles have found the existence of the little guys, and these two guys are just looking for themselves. Under this sky, there seems to be no creature that can hide their eyes.

Zhuang Rui once read a report that he knew that the eagle's eye was extremely rich in selenium, which was more than a hundred times higher than that of human beings, and the eagle's unique visual system can magnify objects several times, just as people use binoculars to observe eagles in the sky, and they can magnify

"That eagle is still holding something..."

As the two golden eagles kept getting closer to the ground, everyone could see more and more clearly. On the claws of one of the big eagles, they grabbed a dead sheep.

Look at the size of the sheep, it should be at least more than 100 catties, but the flying posture of the big eagle was not affected at all.

As soon as Jiacuo's voice sounded, the two golden eagles had flown over the heads of everyone. The golden eagle holding the prey loosened its claws at an altitude of 30 or 40 meters, and the huge plate of sheep fell in front of Zhuang Rui and made a roar.

"Damn it, it's a little virtuous. Don't fall from the sky..."

Zhuang Rui was really shocked by the sheep falling from the sky. If he hadn't dodged aside a little, he might have hit him.

"Gah...Gah..."

Perhaps there are too many people here. After the golden eagle flew dozens of meters away, it landed on the ground gracefully. The agitator had nearly three meters of wings and couldn't help chirping at Zhuang Rui.

"Hehe, go, go to your parents, white lion, don't move, just stay here..."

Zhuang Rui put the little young eagle on the ground with a smile. The little guy jumped and ran to the golden eagle. Zhuang Rui followed with a smile. Before leaving, he also told the white lion that this guy and the golden eagle were still life and death enemies yesterday. Don't help working again.

Zhuang Rui's style stunned the rest of the people.

They didn't expect that these two big eagles actually came to send food to Zhuang Rui. There is no need to guess. The sheep on the ground is the best proof, which also shows that the golden eagle was given to Zhuang Rui's young eagle, which was not Zhuang Rui's nonsense.

Several people have heard that there was a hunter to treat the injured beast, and after the beast is injured, it will often send some small animals to the hunter, but this is just a legend. In reality, no one has ever seen it.

The scene in front of them subverts their understanding of animals. This kind of kindness is really not only applicable to human beings.

Looking at Zhuang Rui constantly approaching the two eagles, Jiacuo's heart was also hot. He couldn't help running there and wanted to observe it closely. Peng Fei and others said that no one was willing to give up the opportunity to contact such a psychic animal.

"Gah...Gah..."

When Zhuang Rui came over, the two golden eagles did not respond, but when they saw the people behind him approaching, the male eagle immediately stirred up his wings and made a sharp sound in his mouth, warning several people.

"Peng Fei, don't come here..."

Zhuang Rui stood still and waved his hand to the few people behind him. He also wanted to get close to these two golden eagles, because after today, Zhuang Rui was ready to leave here, but he didn't know when he would come back next time, but the life expectancy of the golden eagle was as long as *** ten years, and there should be

After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Peng Fei and others stopped their feet more than ten meters away from the two big eagles. They looked at Zhuang Rui approaching the two golden eagles with envy and combed their feathers with their hands.

"choo-choo...choo-choo..."

The little guy also ran to the feet of the golden eagle, but he was so small that he could only wander under the golden eagle's claws. He screamed anxiously and couldn't help pecked his mother's feathered calf with his sharp beak.

"Hehe, come up..."

Zhuang Rui laughed, picked up the little guy in his hand, and then sat on the grass. As soon as he sat down, he showed that the two golden eagles were coming, and the shorter female eagle was one head taller than Zhuang Rui.

The sharp eyes of the female eagle were full of warm eyes at this moment. The sharp beak, like a curved hook, came to Zhuang Rui's hand and rubbed back and forth on the little eagle's body with the edge of the sharp beak.

Even Peng Fei and others, who are more than ten meters away, can feel the reluctance of the mother sculpture.

Gongdiao has always been very arrogant, but his eyes also look at the little guy from time to time, and it seems that he can feel that he is about to be separated from his child.

"Are you here to see us off? Thank you for the food you brought..."

We didn't know each other, and there were feelings everywhere. This pair of golden eagles also represented Zhuang Rui's beautiful memories of this snowy mountain. To be honest, Zhuang Rui was really reluctant to leave.

"Gah...Gah..."

The eagle let out a chirping sound, kept his head high, nodded, then opened his wings, and gently fanned Zhuang Rui's shoulder, like a friend hug.

"Myths, miracles..."

I don't know when the tour guides Gesang and Gyatso knelt to the ground and worshipped the two golden eagles.

The Tibetan creation ballad "Suba Formation Song" says: "Heaven and earth are mixed together, and it is a roc that separates heaven and earth", and it is believed that the roc was born and became the ancestor of the Tibetan people.

In the Buddhist statues in Tibet, there are roc golden-winged birds flying above all the angry Buddha statues. Many Tibetans will wear the seal of the roc golden-winged bird with them. I believe that this can obtain auspiciousness, wisdom and strength.

Of course, Peng is a legendary creature. No one has ever seen it. It's reasonable to regard the golden eagle as Dapeng.

Therefore, the two devout Buddhists, Jicuo and Gesang, saw the golden eagle and understood the meaning of Zhuang Rui's words. They immediately thought it was the manifestation of the gods and made a five-body worship to the two golden eagles.

"Brother Gesang, go back and tell the people in the village that they are not allowed to shoot them with guns. They are Buddha's mounts..."

When Zhuang Rui saw the behavior of Ge Sang and Gyatso, he was suddenly happy. Unlike the mainland, almost every herdsman has a gun in his hand. In case the golden eagle has no food in winter, if he comes to catch some cattle and sheep to eat, he may be injured.

"I dare not, I dare not, I will tell the villagers when I go back..."

Gesang waved his hand repeatedly, and his eyes at the golden eagle were full of admiration and fear. In his heart, he also began to doubt that Zhuang Rui said that the snow leopard would take over the position of the snow mastus and would become the new generation of patron saint of the snow mountain.

He can't help but believe what happened in front of him. Not only the snow leopard is psychic, but also the golden eagle that has always been traveling in the sky has expressed goodwill to Zhuang Rui. In Gesang's imagination, who can do this except the Buddha's manifestation?

"Peng Fei, peel the sheep and tidy it up, and bring all the internal organs to the golden eagle to eat. Let's have a barbecue and then go back to the village..."

Zhuang Rui raised his hand and looked at the time. It was already after five o'clock in the afternoon. The sun slowly set in the west, and it was about to be blocked by the snowy mountains. It was time to leave.

"Oh, I'm going..."

Peng Fei agreed and ran back to the dead sheep. He took out his internal organs and threw them to the golden eagle. Jiacuo and Gesang also sorted out the firewood. Just as it was dark, a pile of bonfires ignited.

"If not, stay here today and go down the mountain tomorrow..."

Wangshan runs a dead horse. Although you can see the small mountain village from here, it will take four or five hours to walk there.